Before Lamar understood what Kittels meant, he heard the AI sigh: "Actually, he is only thirty years old, if it weren't for the injury, his achievements would have been much greater than now, I didn't expect him to leave so early." ”

Lamar felt that the atmosphere was a little dull, and deliberately smiled: "That can only mean that you are all old! This alliance is already the world of our generation, to be precise, it belongs to my world." ”

The three people around him were instantly angry with Lamar's words!

"Fart!"

"Now you want to grab power?

"Megalomaniacal boy, Vanessa really don't know how you can bear to live with such a guy?"

"I think it's okay!" At this time, Vanessa naturally wanted to stand on a united front with her man.

The three of them were choked by Vanessa's words, and they almost lost their breath: "It seems that Vanessa is really destined for you to come together with Lamar!"

"How?"

"People are like clusters and groups are grouped!"

There are also people who are choked even harder, and the intestines of Da Meng and ****** regret at this time are blue! Sitting here just because the view here is good, who knew that he would encounter these superb living treasures, and looked to the side and saw that the front row was already full of people, and that person's cards were not smaller than them, so he could only cry without tears.

As the host of the scene announced the official start of the three-point long-range shooting contest, the previous two games were just a foreshadowing for today's feast, and only the three-point and slam dunk contest were the most eye-catching to the audience.

Some fans who were drowsy by the previous clumsy performance also came to their senses at this time, and straightened their waists one by one for fear of missing that wonderful shot - a lifelong hatred!

At the start of the game, the first to appear was the least favored Jason Terry. Although his three-point shooting skills are not bad, compared to the other five players, his little trick is obviously a bit underwhelming. Sure enough, he performed very poorly at the first point, hitting none of the five balls, and only hitting one ball in the second point, although he saved a little face at the top of the arc and hit three goals. But the first two points alone were enough to pronounce his elimination. The last two points are just like he copes with errands, and one of the fourth points misses. When it came to the last point, he suddenly exploded in character and hit all of them, which surprised the audience, and they all guessed whether this guy was practicing performance art.

Terry also regretted for a while, if the fourth point was a little bit of a cow, maybe he could enter the next round, but now it was too late to regret it.

The second to come on was Billups, who was much stronger than John Terry, but the downside was that the tempo was too slow. It's in tune with their usual style of play and personality, but it's obviously a little out of place in the three-point contest. By the time he finished his fourth shot, he had scored 15 points, but the time was almost up.

Flounder shook his head regretfully, the audience was even more regretful than him! Now it's almost certain that he won't be able to make it to the next round. Lamar is also a pity for his old teammates off the field!

The third player was Alan Houston, who looked confident when he came on the court, and Lamar and the audience thought that this guy must have been in retreat in private. But when he finished throwing the first point, people knew that this guy was pretending to be a forceful thing, and after five nods, he actually scored 13 points, and the disgusting audience collectively broke out a burst of boos. Lamar was even more angry and threw the doll in his hand, he was blind, and it seems that he must be bleeding profusely tonight!

"Haha! Didn't you press him to win? Now that everyone is on the scene, why don't you even say anything. The AI looked at Lamar with a wicked smile on his face, and it was a bit difficult for Lamar to cheer him on for such a result. It seems that the AI is bad enough!

However, people's injured hearts were soon soothed by the fourth appearance, Lei Allen, and the gentleman's sword was already out of the way, and it startled people as soon as it came out. The five-point basketball was blasted out in an instant like a grenadier by him, and there were 3 seconds left when he finished throwing, scoring 21, and Chauncy was depressed for a while.

It's finally Nowitzki's turn, although Lamar and Mavericks usually have deep contradictions, but it's not about Dirk, it's all Cuban's fault.

The game was still going on, and Nowitzki was on the way from outside the three-point line, directly coaxing the fans into petrification. The three-point rain that looked like precision-guided bombs fell frequently and streaked across the net.

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

One could only hear that, and the occasional thumping sound seemed as if he had deliberately thrown it away in order to make the music more perfect.

I don't know how many balls started, and the people cheered loudly. As the basketball broke the net, fans began to help Nowitzki score points. They all want to witness a miracle, a record-breaking moment.

“22！”

“23！”

"Hey!"

When the last flower ball got into the net, people were shocked to find that this German guy actually got a high score of 25 points.

Lamar glanced at AI, Carter, and Garnett, who had been scorched by Ray, and said triumphantly, "How's it going? ”

The AI reacted and pouted, "Hmph! It's just luck, Kerry must be stronger than him when it's his turn!"

"What's the use of being stronger? You didn't choose him! We just know that someone is going to bleed tonight!"

"Haha, that's it!"

"You bastards!" Lamar said through gritted teeth, "Alan Houston, you bastard! ”

At the mention of Alan Houston, Lamar began to feel a little gloomy. If it is a normal Alan Houston, Lamar will not hesitate to believe that he can enter the final, and no matter how bad he is, he will not be at the bottom!

Nowitzki, who got off the court, was high-fived Cuban, the owner of the Mavericks, and Lamar couldn't help but be angry when he saw Cuban's face that had been smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have pressed that rotten king. ”

"Who's the Rotten Pitcher?" asked Vince Carter curiously.

Lamar said angrily: "Who else can there be?!Alan Houston, I really don't know how this guy is called the king of the pitch, I think the king of bad pitches is good." ”

AI and Kevin were amused: "Haha! That's how you nicknamed your teammates? ”

"Let's see how Kerry goes!" Carter suggested.

"Yes!" Lamar had long forgotten about the bet now, "I hope Kerry gets his wish, I don't want to see Kuban's smug face." ”

Kittels came on and he didn't look affected. Despite the very good results of both Ray Allen and Nowitzki, he still has a calm expression and can hardly see the slightest mood swing on his body.

Seeing Kittels' expression like this, Allen's heart suddenly had an indescribable confidence in him. A real killer should be like him - restrained, calm!

Lamar thinks so too! Although Lamar's three-point shooting is also very good, when it comes to stability, he is far inferior to Ray Allen.

The referee announced the start, and Kittels picked up the first ball in a very rhythmic manner, raised his hand and threw it, the movement was as smooth as an instinct, and every detail was grasped perfectly.

"Beautiful!"

Before the ball could go in, the AI jumped up and applauded loudly! In his opinion, Kittels's ball was much more brilliant than Nowitzki's, one light and nimble like an assassin, and the other stupid just like a minotaur.

Lamar couldn't help but frown at the moment when Kittels made a move. Kittels' movements are perfect, and every step is very fluid. But by the instinct of a good shooter, he still sensed the slightest problem, but even he couldn't say what it was.

Really!

"Bang!"

The basketball smashed on the hoop and bounced out, and the AI's smile froze and he held his head in disbelief.

Kittels just picked up another ball with a helpless face, and this time he stabilized his mood and threw it again, the posture, movement, and rhythm were still perfect, but the result was still the same.

"Bang!"

The basketball was bounced off again.

Kittels still had an unwavering expression and picked up another ball. This time, when he shot, it was obviously different from the two times just now.

"Huh!"

Finally scored, and there was more than one, and the next three shots Kittels hit in a row to get three points at the first point, and the result was not bad.

"It's a super shooter, it's so fast!" Lamar muttered.

"What did you say?" the AI asked with a frown as Lamar muttered something to the side.

"It's nothing! It's just emotion, it looks like you won this bet!"

"That's it, don't you see who I am?" The AI immediately began to stink and say, "In terms of strength, you guys are not as good as me!

"What? you bastard!"

"AI, I have a championship, do you have it?"

"You two are bastards!

"A bunch of teases!" Olajuwon and Drexler almost cried, why did they sit with a bunch of teases!

"Go in, go in!"

Lamar and the AI on the field shouted quietly, their hands clenched tightly. As if hearing their prayers, the ball bounced around the hoop a few times and eventually got into the net.

"Good job!" Lamar and the AI shouted.

"Huh!"

This ball is much smoother, and the goal is very crisp. There is one last one left, and there are 4.3 seconds left in the clock. Kittels took the ball in his hand and glanced in Lamar's direction with interest.

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